I kissed it tentatively. This was different from the throat fucking I'd had last night, now I had to be an active participant. I kissed it and heard t...e man outside laugh. "She thinks she's my girlfriend!" he said. "Come on, honey! You know why you're down there!" His words turned me on and I felt myself getting stiff. I opened my mouth and took the head between my lips, sucking gently, my tongue licking the underside of the rim. He was hard in just a second and started humping against the box.. Soon the licker made its cock move from her tits into her mouth, holding her head in its hands and thrusts its cock down her throat hard and powerful, it starts to scream as it unload its huge load of cum down her throat, she stared up at the locker but started to choke on its cum as she tried to swallow it. The licker soon got worn out as its cock spewed cum from inside her mouth onto her face as it screamed until it fell onto its back in the shower floor. She signed in relief as she swallowed. Ten minutes later, they settled on the stools next to me, sharp khaki camouflage uniforms, maroon berets, two weeks back from Afghanistan. I wasn’t drinking, but they were. Two hours later, they staggered back toward the restaurant while I frantically struggled into my clothes in the back of my small SUV. I had crawled out and started to straighten out the back of the car when raised voices caught my attention. My erstwhile companions stood at the corner of the building in a heated exchange. Mom really got off on watching Beth expose herself in front of the window like that. Mom would do one of the front windows herself. Once things were all set downstairs we then went upstairs for the rest of the evening.Soft music is playing in the hallway, the candles are lit in the bathroom, and the bath water is started. I am always the first to stand before the white porcelain toilet and pee. Then it is Beth’s turn to sit down and pee while we stand there and watch her. Finally mom sits on.